Avery's PovThe crowd in front of me gasped as if they were witnessing an execution. And the executioner had just brought down the axe. The way it resounded across the room and sent chills up my spine. I was already on my feet and I quickly rushed forward—my flat heels clicking as I reached them. The guards themselves seemed frantic as their voices quaked in yelling for assistance.“Get the Alpha some water!” one boomed.“Don't just stand there, you imbeciles!” the other yelled. “Clear a space, step back, give him breathing room!”The shocked crowd were too shocked to move. And the guards had to shove them aside to pass. The children were scared and ran to hide in the corner. While the parents and onlookers were made to move and found themselves on the floor. The guards held Lucien between them and his head dangled as they moved. I stared worried beyond my senses as I feared the worst. He didn't seem responsive at all. As his face looked pale and his body hung between the guards like
Avery's PovI reached the end of the hallway and turned right. The decor immediately transforming in this direction. The walls lined with variegated designs yet in one color pattern. The chandeliers were single holder with three candles. Suits of amor lined in front and beside them and then statues. One of Lucien himself and one of his father and mother. Her pose was different from theirs but Lucien and Alpha Hawthorne the same. Like father, like son. I glanced at their carved expressions as I walked past them and Lucien’s face was the only one that stuck out to me the most. His face on the statue holding a confident smirk. The same confident smirk he always had. The same confident smirk that drew me in into joy when I found out he was my mate. And the same confident smirk he had when he had already rejected me but still wanted to use me for his pleasure…I glanced at the statue and the expression stuck in my head. It annoyed me that he was so self-absorbed and self fulfilling, even i
Avery’s PovLucien laid there with his skin looking almost ash. The dust ridden roads outside now matching his color. He looked cremated and his entire outlook made me burst into tears. As I couldn't stand the sight and I couldn't look him in the eyes. I laid there on the floor sobbing. As he looked weak and lifeless. The fire in his eyes was gone. The energy and aura I once saw in them now distant and unseen. I was just too shocked to comprehend it. It was a sore sight for emotional eyes. As he looked already far beyond. He seemed to have already given up the ghost and like it was only his body that was left to quiet down. I raised myself up slowly and tried not to fall back down as I reached my hands towards his face. I tried to hold him. And I tried to wake him up. I brushed my fingers across his lips and ran my hands through his hair as I tried to feel something. And I tried to make him feel something. I wanted to pass some life into him. I closed my eyes and tried to steady my
Lucien’s PovI didn't understand what was happening. I didn't understand what I was doing in my chambers? And I didn't understand why Avery was right beside me? The room was too dark for comfort and I was worried something had happened between me and her? Maybe I was dazy and confused because she had laced my drink and had her way with me?... There were so many thoughts and they were all running around fighting and struggling for the light of truth and I couldn't concentrate or focus. The rush of thoughts making my head keel over with a growing migraine.“You need some rest…” I heard her say again now. Her voice soft and solemn. The concern in her tone visible.“You were sick but now you're better. Your skin was pale and I feared you were gone to leave us. But I'm glad you're well…”I frowned now and turned to her. A sharp pain shooting from my head down to my feet as I did. And my eyes creasing in response as I tried to replay the words she just said. I felt her hands in mine and the
Avery's PovThe guards came in at the worst time possible. As I thought they wouldn't arrive until I left and I was just about to. But now they were standing at the door suited in armor with a woman standing in between them. Their feet stopping abruptly as they noticed me. The two guards with their helmets off and their faces creasing into confused frowns as their eyes fell on me. I froze immediately and my heart jumped to my mouth. As the guards didn't count two steps before they suddenly drew their swords. The sound of iron skidding against iron echoing around the room. And my anxiety shooting through the ceiling.“Step away from the Alpha!” The first guard boomed. “You are the witch sent to kill him aren't you?” the second one altoed. His voice as hoarse as a grater. Their combined volume making me shiver and their weapons drawn making me gulp saliva.“I'm not a witch please…” I begged, falling to my knees. There was no use arguing and there was no use trying to rationalise that I
Avery's PovThe old woman stood confident with her skirt napkin folded neatly. Her clothes loose but ironed so they rested on her like a suit of armor unique to her. And everyone watched now as she cleared her throat and got ready to speak. “She's not a witch sire…” she said again now. Her short stocky legs standing side by side and giving her a pose like a duffel bag stuffed with human feelings and emotions. “Her hair is covered in sooth and her dress is stained in coal…” she added now.But the guards looked at her then glanced at each other wondering what point she was trying to make? And I wondered what point she was trying to make too?... “The stains and her dirty clothes only means she passed through the abandoned kitchen… the one overruled and declared not in use…” she said now. “She had mentioned the guards outside didn't let her in and that means she must have sneaked in through the back. And for her to know how and where through, she must be close to the Alpha…” she ex
Avery's PovI held his hand and he closed his eyes again. This time relaxing and not trying to pull away. He let my palm touch his and then closed his eyes. The exchange of energy making him ease into calm and his legs suddenly twitch. I saw his feet move slightly and then again. Before he opened his eyes and then let go. Immediately moving himself forward and getting out of bed, standing on his feet and turning around. “Being paralysed is a curse really…” he smiled, staring directly at me. His perfect teeth showing in full view. He looked suddenly refreshed and revitalised. The look on his face far from someone who was just sick.I smiled back at him not knowing what else to do. I watched him spin on his heels and click his feet in a hopscotch. He had suddenly lost his stern austerity and now was as giddy as a horse… “Are you okay Alpha?...” I asked now, frowning with my head down slightly. But he only turned towards me with his smile growing bigger. “Never been better, and thank
Avery's PovI was glad I had seen this coming. I was happy to have seen this beforehand and prevented it. As the guards came in now just at the exact moment. The guards came in now just at the exact time Lucien would have been deep inside me and too far gone to cover up and rationalise. I was happy I held myself accountable; and held myself accountable for both our reputations…As the two guards now stood at the door with several clothes in hand, all of them folded and all of them in the shape of dresses. With different colours and different designs. I stood there frowning in confusion as they stood with their hands out and their waist slightly bent in a saluted pose. Their chins raised and their heads high.“We have brought the clothes sire…” The leading guard called. “The one you asked for, for the benevolent lady of yours…”And the guards tone surprised me. His aggressive voice had gone down a baritone lower. And he now sounded more like a butler than a guard. And the way he talked